"Open your eyes love, Look at me" Goosebumps spread across my skin as soon as his voice hit my eardrums. I nodded negatively meanwhile his grip tortured my wrist. He's fucking strong! He's surely gonna break my wrist! Suddenly, I trembled as somethi...
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I smiled as I took the cute precious bundle in my arms. He was so tiny and delicate that my hands trembled when I held him for the first time. He was just like--
"Aditi?" Janhavi di asked, pulling me out of my trance.
"Hmm?" I blinked while looking away to stop the tears gathering at the back of my eyes.
"He reminds you of the newborn Aru right?" She asked, her voice brushing against my eardrums softly. I kept him in the cradle and faced her.
"Hmm...she was just like him," I whispered brightly. It was three days since Anushka had delivered her baby. And the fact that I'm now a 'grandma' makes me laugh and happy at the same time. Insane age difference between the Sawants.
"And now see, your daughter has turned 14 years old! How are you feeling? She's growing up and the next day she'll be a woman! What are your thoughts?" Di asked.
"Honestly, I have no words. My daughter is growing up, making her own choices, knowing her responsibilities and gaining maturity makes me feel so proud. I just want her to be happy that's it" And this took me back to the time when I was in labor exactly 14 years ago.
~Flashback
"Do you want me to be here a bit longer?" He asked while cupping my cheeks. My heart stammered as an unknown aura embraced me but I couldn't be selfish and ask him to stay with me even when he got an important deal to crack in London. I nodded no but it didn't satisfy him.
"Are you sure about it? Arey you really fine? Both physically and mentally?" I focused on the word 'mentally'. I guess, I can't hide anything from him. Even though I didn't tell him about the harsh words of my mother and the way she treated me behind his back but he seemed to know everything. According to our family rituals, a girl's first pregnancy should be served by her parents. And for this stupid ritual, I had to move in with my family when I was 3 months pregnant. Honestly, they didn't even let me recover from the loss of my one baby. They believed it was a girl who brought 'bad luck' and God did it right by killing my baby girl. It hurts, I know. But I guess, I've learnt to live with those taunts and it doesn't bother me anymore.
"Wife?" His soft, deep and soothing voice brushed against my ears as he caressed my cheeks while I was lost in my thoughts.
"I promise I'll be back within a month," A smile crept on my lips as I encountered a softer side of Siddharth Sawant. He will be the best father and I know it.
"It's okay, and relax it's just the 8th month and the due date is too far. Right now, think about your deal and all the best, I know you'll crack it" I said brightly.
"I have to crack it as a gift to welcome our son," My smile faded, hearing 'son' from him. The thought of having a girl scared me more than anything. First, my mother who almost threatened me not to deliver a baby girl and then my husband's family. Every one of them wants a baby boy because, in their entire bloodline, no one has a daughter. People of his village claim that one of their ancestors got cursed by some old monk that 'he'd never have the honour of welcoming the Lakshmi in his house and his entire bloodline would suffer if a girl arrived in his family.' and later that curse, every girl rather every daughter of his family dies. Some because of an attack and others because of suicide. Yeah, it scared me. I've never heard Siddharth talking about having a daughter. He always talks about having a son. And about my mom, she always hated daughters or a girl child. Why, I don't know.
